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I agree.
Even if you don't love everything they love (and there are going to be differences of opinion), trying to pry someone from something they love is just going to cause resentment.
Which is why, almost 20 years later, I still cite something Blondie did when we were dating as one of the sweetest things ever.
Blondie was not a huge football fan. She liked the sport, but didn't worship at its altar as I did (and do). And while I was a Raiders fan, she was a fan of the Dolphins. Yeah, we were both Arizonans, but people out there support all varieties of teams, especially since the Cardinals didn't get there until '88. Blondie I and I dated off and on from '93-'95.
So, our one year anniversary fell on a January day when the Raiders were meeting the Broncos in the playoffs. While this anniversary was important to Blondie (and to me, honestly), she also knew that this game was also important to me, not just because it was the playoffs, but because it was the Raiders' hated rival, the Broncos.
Some women would have caused a fuss and insisted on celebrating the anniversary and ignoring football. Some women would have quietly joined their guy to watch football and silently resented it. Blondie, whatever else her other flaws were, shined on this day.
Because she not only told me it was fine for me to watch the game, she showed up at the bar I would be watching it at, resplendent in a tight black dress. Black is the Raiders color. Women did not show up at sports bars in tight black dresses. Blondie, with her golden locks, looked stunning in the dress. AND she rooted for the Raiders as hard as I did. And once the game was over, we left the bar. I did not see the other playoff games....the rest of the day was about the anniversary.
Blondie certainly had her flaws. But she understood that you need to respect what is important to your mate, and she understood the art of compromise. She not only allowed me to watch My Game, she was right there with me in team colors screaming as loud as me. And it was understood (because even back then I wasn't a complete moron) that that was the only playoff game I would be watching that day. We celebrated the anniversary, and it was a great day for both of us, for many reasons.
I think the Raiders won that day, but I am not certain. What Blondie did for me that awesome January day has outshone the result of the game for almost two decades in my memory.
Even if you don't love everything they love (and there are going to be differences of opinion), trying to pry someone from something they love is just going to cause resentment.
Which is why, almost 20 years later, I still cite something Blondie did when we were dating as one of the sweetest things ever.
Blondie was not a huge football fan. She liked the sport, but didn't worship at its altar as I did (and do). And while I was a Raiders fan, she was a fan of the Dolphins. Yeah, we were both Arizonans, but people out there support all varieties of teams, especially since the Cardinals didn't get there until '88. Blondie I and I dated off and on from '93-'95.
So, our one year anniversary fell on a January day when the Raiders were meeting the Broncos in the playoffs. While this anniversary was important to Blondie (and to me, honestly), she also knew that this game was also important to me, not just because it was the playoffs, but because it was the Raiders' hated rival, the Broncos.
Some women would have caused a fuss and insisted on celebrating the anniversary and ignoring football. Some women would have quietly joined their guy to watch football and silently resented it. Blondie, whatever else her other flaws were, shined on this day.
Because she not only told me it was fine for me to watch the game, she showed up at the bar I would be watching it at, resplendent in a tight black dress. Black is the Raiders color. Women did not show up at sports bars in tight black dresses. Blondie, with her golden locks, looked stunning in the dress. AND she rooted for the Raiders as hard as I did. And once the game was over, we left the bar. I did not see the other playoff games....the rest of the day was about the anniversary.
Blondie certainly had her flaws. But she understood that you need to respect what is important to your mate, and she understood the art of compromise. She not only allowed me to watch My Game, she was right there with me in team colors screaming as loud as me. And it was understood (because even back then I wasn't a complete moron) that that was the only playoff game I would be watching that day. We celebrated the anniversary, and it was a great day for both of us, for many reasons.
I think the Raiders won that day, but I am not certain. What Blondie did for me that awesome January day has outshone the result of the game for almost two decades in my memory.
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